Chapter 257 I Don’t Have to Be Responsible for You

Pressing the accelerator to the bottom, the car roared. She lowered the window and let the cold wind blow over her face, blowing away the heat and the residual warmth after passion. Cai Qinghu bit her lip and held the steering wheel with both hands. When the car passed by the seaside, her mind A voice inside told her to drive inside.

Cai Qinghu couldn't find the reason to cooperate with Han Qian just now, and she didn't know why she responded enthusiastically to the kiss. Was she a wanton woman?

She couldn't find the answer, and the only thing she could convince herself of was a simple sentence, 'Desire is greater than reason', and this was the truest answer.

All normal people have emotions and desires.

When the car arrived at the Metropark Hotel, Cai Qinghu got off the car and walked into the hotel. Soon a waiter came out to help Han Qian.

Go upstairs and get a suite worth 888 a night.

Cai Qinghu would pay for all her actions at the Yamen Gate. She would not save money for Cheng Jin and Niu Guodong. Han Qian was already delirious when he walked into the suite. He had never drunk so much wine before and was thrown away by the waiter. After getting on the bed, Cai Qinghu waved to them to indicate that they could leave.

There was no such thing as a tip, and they didn't dare to ask for it. The room was on the government's account.

Cai Qinghu looked at Han Qian lying on the bed and recalled his previous response. While scolding himself in his heart, he also hated this man. He rushed forward and rode on Han Qian's waist and sat on his belly. He waved his hand and slapped Han Qian in the face.

Snapped!

There was a bit of echo in the crispness, but Han Qian just frowned slightly and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. Cai Qinghu became angry, grabbing Han Qian's collar with both hands and said angrily.

"Han Qian! Who is supporting Feng Lun behind his back? How many unclean people are there at the Yamen Gate? Is Cheng Jin honest?"

"Hmm~~"

The guy who played the long tone seemed to be talking in his sleep, trying to turn over, but continued to sleep after no success. Cai Qinghu's chest kept rising and falling, and he started to use his hands on Han Qian's face, pumping, pinching, twisting, and biting. Anyway, it worked. They were all used, and then Han Qian got a little annoyed. He exerted force on his waist, and Cai Qinghu fell sideways on the bed. When she was about to resist, an arm pressed on her neck. The next second, Han Qian's legs fell on the pair. On those long legs that make people drool.

At this time, Han Qian's coat hanging at the door heard the ringtone of his cell phone. Cai Qinghu wanted to get up to pick it up, but he couldn't break free from the man's arm. After a long time, Cai Qinghu looked at the roof and sighed.

Rather than being unable to resist, let's die together with him.

When Cai Qinghu made up his mind, Han Qian rolled over to the other side and continued to sleep holding the quilt. No matter how Cai Qinghu tried, he would not wake up.

Drink too much.

The tension at the dinner table had been high, and he didn't feel it after drinking so much wine. After it was over, the tense nerves relaxed, and the alcohol rushed to his brain in an instant. Now Han Qian didn't know how he got in the car, let alone how he got into the car. What has been done.

Late at night, Cai Qinghu was sitting on the sofa checking Han Qian's mobile phone. This time, instead of looking at simple messages like in the morning, she recorded every number and sent it to the door of the Yamen to investigate the owner of the number.

One of the overseas numbers that had been dialed in and out aroused Cai Qinghu's vigilance. A colleague who was busy late at night at the Yamen Gate gave the result that it was an ordinary person in Vietnam. There was no other information. Cai Qinghu took I checked the time on my phone.

One o'clock.

If it was Vietnam, it would have just reached 12 o'clock. She took a deep breath and pressed the callback button tremblingly. At this moment, the police officer on duty in the city bureau immediately sounded the alarm in the listening room. There was another person on the phone. The call was made, and the person seemed to be Han Qian.

All the police officers began to be on guard, and their breathing sounds became very subtle. Cai Qinghu held her breath. When she pressed the dial button, she felt fear and some regret. What if it was Feng Lun, the murderer without blinking an eye? What should she say, and how should she answer if asked who she is.

No one answered the phone. Cai Qinghu felt only a little disappointed, but more relaxed.

The police officers of the city bureau also breathed a sigh of relief, but just as they relaxed their vigilance, a domestic call came in. The police officers once again increased their vigilance. Cai Qinghu sat on the sofa and looked at the ringing mobile phone. She took a deep breath. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording, then pressed the answer button.

"Sir, do you need special services? We have everything from stewardesses to white-collar workers and students. We can airdrop all over the country."

Cai Qinghu frowned, then his face became as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water, the frost gradually spread, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind.

"If necessary, Metropark Hotel, rooms are four to eight, come here."

When the other party heard that it was a woman's voice, they were silent for a moment and then whispered two words.

"unlucky!"

Then the call was hung up. At this moment, Cai Qinghu realized how stupid he was. He quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of this special service. The number turned out to be empty. Li Jinhai, who was on duty at the city bureau, received the news. Then he became furious.

Is this woman a fool?

Three o'clock!

It started to rain outside the window, with autumn rain and coolness at the same time. The autumn wind blew into the room, bringing with it the air-conditioning and waking up Han Qian.

The moment he opened his eyes, Han Qian felt that his head was about to burst. He slowly sat up. The next second, Han Qian quickly got out of bed. He remembered everything he had with his young mature sister at the dinner table. He was now afraid of this woman lying down. Be by your side.

There was no one around, so Han Qian didn't dare to relax. He carefully walked out of the bedroom. In the bright living room, he saw Cai Qinghu huddled in the corner of the sofa, holding his knees in a daze. Han Qian was slightly curious, and then remembered something.

It seemed that Cai Qinghu picked him up, but he couldn't remember anything that happened after getting in the car.

Without talking to Cai Qinghu, Han Qian walked into the bathroom.

Opening the water and letting out the water, he felt a little better after holding it in all night. When he turned his head to look at himself in the mirror, Han Qian was stunned. Where did the lipstick mark on his mouth come from? Why is it covering half of my face?

Scattered pictures appear in my mind. I know a little bit, but I can't put them together.

Han Qian was a little scared. This was not drunken sex.

Looking down at the water gate, Han Qian took a breath, as if nothing had happened.

Why is this still a bit disappointing?

After washing his face, Han Qian walked out of the bathroom, walked to the sofa, looked at the mobile phone on the table, and said softly.

"Afraid to sleep? Are you afraid that I will harm you?"

"I'm visiting relatives, you know."

Cai Qinghu slowly raised his head. When Han Qian saw her face, he frowned. The elder sister had tears on her face, as if she had cried. Han Qian had a bad premonition in his heart. Could this really happen? What?

He took a deep breath, feeling very happy when he protruded, and sighed.

"Then I don't have to be responsible to you..."

"Feng Lun sent me a message."

In a word, Han Qian was like a lightning strike.

How could Feng Lun know the existence of Cai Qinghu! How do you know her number?